Milf Hunter: Seducing And Taming Beauties

Chapter 1027: Arresting Tomiko Suzuki?

Hina nodded quickly, her hands shaking slightly as she hurried to her desk and returned with a printed sheet. She handed it to me with a small bow. "Here it is, Jack. These are the most urgent positions — department heads, key project managers, finance leads, legal, and operations coordinators."

I scanned the list briefly, then asked, "How much funding do we need to keep the company functioning normally for the next month? And what is the total loan amount we currently owe?"

Hina swallowed hard before answering. "We have outstanding loans of approximately 500 million yen. To function normally — pay salaries, keep projects running, and cover basic operations — we need at least 100 million yen in immediate liquidity."

Before I could respond, the office door was violently pushed open again. A group of five men in official suits barged in, accompanied by two uniformed police officers. They looked serious and authoritative, flashing badges as they moved straight toward Tomiko’s desk.

"Ms. Tomiko Suzuki," the lead official announced loudly, "you are under arrest for running an illegal prostitution ring under the guise of your real estate business. We also have evidence of money laundering and tax evasion linked to several of your properties. You will come with us immediately."

I stepped forward calmly, placing a protective hand on Tomiko’s shoulder. My voice turned ice-cold as I stared at the officials.

"Shut up."

The official pointed directly at me. "Arrest this person as well for obstruction of justice!"

The air in the room seemed to thicken as Tomiko’s face drained of all color, her skin turning ashen. Her breath hitched, her fingers digging into the arms of the chair before she shot to her feet with a violent jerk.

"No... NO!" The words tore from her throat, raw and shattered, like glass underfoot. Her voice cracked, not just from fear, but from the crushing weight of helplessness.

She didn’t think—she moved. In an instant, she was between the officials and me, her body trembling but her stance unyielding. "Let him go!" she screamed, her voice a desperate plea laced with fury.

"He has nothing to do with this! I’m the one you want. Take me. Just..." Her voice broke again, her hands shaking so badly she could barely keep them raised. "Leave him alone!"

It wasn’t fear for herself that made her knees weak. It was the thought of me being dragged into this storm because of her. The idea of me suffering for her mistakes was a blade twisting in her chest. She could handle pain, humiliation, even imprisonment—but this? Never.

The rage inside me wasn’t just a flame—it was an inferno, a wildfire consuming every rational thought. My vision sharpened, the edges of my world tinged red with fury. How dare they?

My hands clenched into fists so tight I could feel my nails biting into my palms, my jaw locked so hard I thought my teeth might crack. No one—no one—threatened what belonged to me. No one laid a finger on the people under my protection and walked away unscathed.

I forced myself to breathe, to push the storm of fury down just enough to speak. My voice, when it came, was dangerously calm, almost pleasant. "Officers," I said, stepping closer to them, my tone laced with false politeness. "Might I have a word with you in private?"

Their eyes narrowed, suspicion flickering across their faces. But then, like predators scenting an easy meal, their expressions shifted.

Greed replaced caution. They exchanged glances, their smirks speaking volumes. They thought I was about to offer them money. The arrogance in their postures, the way they leaned in slightly, expecting a bribe—it made my skin crawl.

"Of course," one of them said, his voice slick with anticipation. "Let’s hear what you have to say."

I gestured toward the door, my movements deliberate, controlled. "Right this way."

They followed without hesitation, their confidence blinding them to the danger they were walking into. I led them out of the office, shutting the door firmly behind me, sealing Tomiko and Hina inside. The click of the latch echoed in the hallway, a final, ominous sound.

The officials barely had time to take in their surroundings before impatience twisted their features. One of them, a burly man with a scar running down his cheek, crossed his arms and sneered. "Alright, we’re here. What’s this about?" His voice was sharp, dismissive. "Spit it out. We don’t have all day to waste on you."

I turned to face them, my smile slow, deliberate, and utterly devoid of warmth. "Of course," I said, my voice smooth as silk. "I wouldn’t dream of wasting your time."

And then, I let the mask slip.

My power surged, a wave of absolute dominance crashing over them. Their eyes widened for a split second, terror flashing across their faces—but it was too late. "Absolute Hypnosis."

"From this moment on," I said, my voice ringing with cold, unshakable authority, "I am your master. And you are my slaves."

The words were barely a whisper, but they carried the weight of an unstoppable command. Their bodies stiffened, their muscles locking as my will overpowered theirs. One by one, their knees hit the ground with a series of dull thuds, their expressions blank, their minds now mine to control.

"Yes, Master," they chorused, their voices hollow, obedient, stripped of all individuality.

I didn’t waste time. "You will return to your superiors immediately," I commanded, my voice leaving no room for doubt.

"You will close the case against Tomiko and Suzuki Enterprise. Every document, every piece of evidence—destroy it all." My tone darkened, my eyes narrowing.

"And then, you will turn your full attention to Daiki’s organization. You will attack them with everything you have. No mercy. No hesitation. Understood?"

"Yes, Master," they replied in unison, their voices mechanical, their wills bent entirely to my command.

I watched as they rose to their feet, their movements stiff, their purpose now singular. Without another word, they turned and walked away, their steps synchronized, their loyalty absolute.

I didn’t bother watching them leave. My focus was already shifting back to the office door. It creaked open before I could reach for it, and Tomiko stood there, her face pale, her eyes wide with shock.

"Jack..." she whispered, her voice trembling. "What just... what happened?" Behind her, Hina peeked out, her own expression a mix of awe and terror.

I turned to them, my smile genuine now, the storm inside me momentarily calmed. "Didn’t I tell you?" I said, my voice soft but firm, carrying the weight of absolute certainty. "Not to worry. I’d handle everything."